A fairly self-explanatory title, with a song to match. Warning: it contains one F-bomb, used as an intransitive verb.
Thanks to @spikelynch for rhyming “poets and whores” with “between the wars”. Once I accidentally rhymed this further with “metaphors”, I had to steal it.
If anyone is too young to find the Weimar Republic thing utterly cliched and trite, give yourself about three years.
[…] slogged though the last third, I was really grateful to @peterjcaseytwit for having written this song. Because, believe me, I was. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:LikeBe the first to like this. […]
[…] Worth following up if you like Brecht and/or Weill, Pynchon, expressionism, politics, black comedy, drunkenness, crime, Fassbinder, or even if you are sick to death of hearing about the Weimar Republic. […]